Chapter 5 - Taking Back What Is Mine
I picked up my dry leather handbag, slinging it over my shoulder as I pulled a set of car keys from my pocket—the keys to my private Range Rover.
Bradley grabbed my elbow, his grip desperate, sweaty, and shaking as he looked into my eyes with complete, overwhelming panic.
“Maddie, please! I was just joking! The guys were just having a little fun! I’ll apologize! I’ll get on my knees and apologize to you!” he begged openly.
“It wasn't a joke, Bradley,” I said, looking down at his hand on my sleeve until he instinctively pulled his fingers away in shame.
“It was the moment you showed everyone here who you really are. And more importantly, it was the moment I realized I don't need you.”
“You built your entire reputation in front of your family using my money, my hard work, and my endless forgiveness.”
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“Starting tonight, you can pay for your own life.”
I turned my back on him, walking past his frozen cousins, his crying mother, and his furious father, stepping directly out toward my vehicle.
